Looking at the body of Yoshio Shinozuka, Wei Dayong secretly said it was a pity.

If this old devil could die in the hands of the soldiers of the special operations battalion, it would be a considerable meritorious service.

Except for this command knife, the Japanese troops in the headquarters left almost nothing of value to the Eighth Route Army.

All documents were burned, radio stations and radio communication equipment were completely damaged, and many Japanese officers either committed seppuku or committed suicide by bombing themselves.

The Japanese who resisted were beaten into bloody sieves.

The grain depot was burned and the arsenal was bombed. Apart from the seizures during the battle, not a single grain or bullet was left for the Eighth Route Army.

But it doesn't matter. The arsenal has been captured. As long as it is transported back to the base, weapons and ammunition can be continuously produced.

Although the Japanese headquarters was captured, the fighting in the inner city continued, and the Japanese resisted stubbornly in the north of the inner city.

The fighting in the inner city continued until 12 noon. The gunfire became sparse and finally disappeared completely, and all the Japanese were wiped out.

Wei Dayong came outside the city with the lieutenant general's command sword and handed it to Li Yunlong.

"Captain, the battle is over. This is Shinozuka Yoshio's command sword."

Li Yunlong quickly took it and took a look at it with a dull expression.

Wei Dayong then asked: "Captain, what's going on? Judging from your expression, it seems that you have entered the time of the sage?"

"What the hell is the sage's time?" Li Yunlong said, "I feel a pity. It's a pity that I didn't kill that old devil Shinozuka Yoshio with my own hands."

"Actually, there's nothing to regret."

Wei Dayong said: "By the time the troops rushed in, Yoshio Shinozuka had already committed suicide. Even if you, the leader, participated in the battle, the old devil would not give you a chance to kill him."

"It's not a pity for this old devil to die." Li Yunlong nodded and said, "Let's go see the brigade commander."

Li Yunlong and Wei Dayong mounted their war horses, passed the team carrying equipment and raw materials, and rode toward the armored train.

Not long after, we arrived at the armored train headquarters.

Before entering the door, I saw Sun Ming and several Jinsui Army cavalry nearby.

Li Yunlong walked into the command compartment carrying the lieutenant general's command knife, followed by Wei Dayong.

When I first entered the door, I saw Chu Yunfei directing the carriage.

Li Yunlong: "Captain Chu?"

Chu Yunfei turned around and said: "Captain Li, you are here just in time. The Taiyuan battle has ended. Chu is here to say goodbye."

The 358th Regiment also suffered heavy losses in this battle.

However, yesterday, with the cooperation of the Eighth Route Army in the city, they finally managed to capture the west wall and a small amount was captured. Otherwise, I would not be able to explain it to Commander Yan.

Although he didn't let others criticize Commander Yan, Chu Yunfei couldn't help but have some complaints in his heart.

If the Jinsui Army could take advantage of the Japanese attack on Zhongtiao Mountain to leave Luliang, the main force of the Jinsui Army might be the one who captured Taiyuan at this time, not the Eighth Route Army.

Otherwise, the arsenal equipment that can produce weapons and equipment for two regiments per month would not fall into the hands of the Eighth Route Army.

Li Yunlong's expression changed: "Captain Chu, we will meet again later!"

Chu Yunfei: "See you later!"

The two exchanged a military salute, and Chu Yunfei walked out, then got on his horse and ran towards the west.

Li Yunlong watched Chu Yunfei leave. The brigade commander approached Li Yunlong's ear from behind and asked, "Can't bear to part with you?"

The sudden sound startled Li Yunlong, and when he turned around, he saw the brigade commander lying next to his ear with his hands behind his back.

"Hey, brigade commander!" Li Yunlong smiled and said, "It's okay, this guy Chu Yunfei is also a man. Among the Jinsui Army, there is no one else who dares to follow us to fight Taiyuan."

"Yes, Chu Yunfei does have some courage and ability." The brigade commander said, "It's a pity that this man is too arrogant... Forget it, let's not talk about him."

The brigade commander looked at Wei Dayong next to Li Yunlong: "Wei Dayong, the battle is over?"

"Report to the brigade commander that the battle is over. The Japanese commander Yoshio Shinozuka committed suicide." Wei Dayong said, "The troops are cleaning the battlefield. The arsenal was detonated by the Japanese and the grain depot was burned by the Japanese."

In fact, the brigade commander heard the violent explosion and the thick smoke outside the city, and had already guessed that the Japanese had done this.

The brigade commander said calmly: "Forget it, just burn it. We can't capture the enemy's complete arsenal and grain depot every time. That's not realistic."

Li Yunlong handed the command sword to the brigade commander: "Brigade commander, this is Lieutenant General Shinozuka Yoshio's command sword, a gift from the Emperor."

There were too many command knives seized, and Li Yunlong's eyesight has improved. Just like an antique lover who has played with too many, he will know what they are as soon as he looks at them.

Although he was very greedy, Li Yunlong also knew his position. Of course, Li Yunlong would not dare to keep the Lieutenant General's Command Sword given by the Emperor.

Even the brigade commander has to turn it over to the headquarters, and even the headquarters may have to turn it over to Yan An.

The value and significance represented by this command sword have far exceeded its status as an ordinary sword given by the Emperor.

"Oh?" The brigade commander's expression changed, he took the command knife, took out the blade and looked at it, then put the knife back into the scabbard.

At this time, the brigade commander's face showed uncontrollable joy.

The brigade commander said: "Send a report to the headquarters immediately..."

…

Luliang Mountain, Kenanpo.

The Second Theater Area Commander's Headquarters.

Office of the Deputy Commander of the Shanxi-Sui Army.

"Report!" A voice sounded outside the door.

Deputy Commander Yang Aiyuan said: "Come in!"

"Report to the deputy commander!" A captain of the Jinsui Army came in, saluted and said, "The 358th Regiment is calling urgently!"

Yang Aiyuan stood up and took the telegram from the captain: "I understand, let's get down!"

He is not only the deputy commander of the second theater general, but also the commander-in-chief of the Sixth Army, and the 358th Regiment is under the Sixth Army.

"Yes!" The captain saluted with a military salute and walked out.

Yang Aiyuan took the telegram and read it. He was startled and stood up suddenly.

The telegram contained a lot of content, with a total of 3 pieces of paper. It reported that the 358th Regiment participated in the annihilation of the Yoshino Infantry Regiment and the siege of Taiyuan. At this time, Taiyuan had been captured, Yoshio Shinozuka committed suicide, and the arsenal fell into the hands of the Eighth Route Army.

It’s a big deal!

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Without any time to think about it, Yang Aiyuan immediately took the telegram to the residence of Commander-in-Chief Yan Bochuan.

Yang Aiyuan knew in his heart what kind of uproar this news would cause if it spread.

Yan Bochuan was sitting by the pond fishing, and the old god was there, looking like he was sitting firmly on the fishing platform.

The last time he asked for supplies from the Shuangqing government, the Shuangqing government not only didn't give him a penny, but instead asked him to go east from Luliang and besiege Taiyuan.

This is simply ridiculous!

How can it be so cheap to not let the horse eat grass but also want the horse to run?

However, Yan Bochuan pretended to agree, but still stood still, making it clear that he would listen to the announcement but not the instructions.

When it came to attacking Taiyuan, Principal Chang had really figured it out. Taiyuan was the base camp of the Japanese army in Shanxi. How could it be so easy to defeat?

"Commander, Commander, it's something serious!"

As soon as he saw Yan Bochuan, Yang Aiyuan ran over, shouting as he ran.

The fish in the pond that was about to bite the hook spun around and dived into the depths of the pond.

Yan Bochuan showed an unhappy look on his face and said: "Xingru, you are doing something to the gods and demons, and you scared away all my fish."

Yang Aiyuan, whose courtesy name was Xingru and whose name was Gefei, entered the second phase of the Baoding Army Accelerated School in 1907.

Later, he served as regimental commander, brigade commander, division commander, Jinsui Army training director, army commander and deputy commander-in-chief of the Third Group Army's Right Army in the Jinsui Military Headquarters.

After walking up to Yan Bochuan, Yang Aiyuan saluted and said, "Reporting to the commander is really a big deal!"

"What's the big deal?" Yan Bochuan calmly picked up the teacup on the small table next to him and blew on it gently.

Yang Aiyuan said importantly: "Taiyuan has been captured, and the Japanese commander Yoshio Shinozuka is dead."

"What did you say?" Yan Bochuan trembled when he heard this, even the tea spilled out, and his face was full of disbelief.

"How is this possible?" Yan Bochuan asked repeatedly, "Why was Taiyuan suddenly captured? Is this true news or false news?"

"It should be true." Yang Aiyuan said, "Commander, this is the telegram just sent by the 358th Regiment. Please read it."

Yan Bochuan then took the telegram from Yang Aiyuan and started to read it. After reading the three telegrams, he stood blankly on the spot, his pupils shrank and he was stunned.

Like a sculpture, his eyes were wide open, his microscopic pupils were frozen, and he didn't even blink for a while.

The telegram made it very clear that whether in Yangquan or Taiyuan, the 358th Regiment played a very small role, and the Eighth Route Army was the main force.

At this time, Yan Bochuan regretted very much. He really overestimated the combat effectiveness of the Japanese and puppet troops stationed in Taiyuan.

They didn't even hold on for two days before the Eighth Route Army captured the city.

If...the Jin-Sui Army came out of Luliang from the east and besieged Taiyuan a few days ago, then it is probably the Jin-Sui Army that is occupying Taiyuan now.

The Jinsui Army could not only retake the arsenal, but also obtain a large amount of equipment allocated by the Shuangqing government, killing three birds with one stone.
To be continued...